Since she had put it so bluntly, the three naturally could not linger and ask more questions. Led by Shen You, they all bade farewell. The three obediently walked out of the small courtyard, and Yue Qianchou brought out the flying artifact again. After they boarded it, Cang Yunxin still took the controls.
Before leaving, the three once more bowed in farewell to Granny Yan, who stood in the courtyard. Just as the flying shuttle slowly rose away, Yue Qianchou looked back again. His gaze happened to sweep across the tomb on the left side of the mountain, and he seemed to spot a familiar name on its gravestone. The name flashed through his mind like a startled swan glimpsed in flight, like lightning streaking across the sky, yet he swiftly caught it. It immediately jolted him into crying out, "Wait! Old Cang, stop!"
The flying shuttle, which had just been about to accelerate, abruptly lurched to a stop in midair. Cang Yunxin turned around and said darkly, displeased, "What do you want now? Stop acting crazy. Do you even know what kind of place this is?"
Granny Yan, who had been about to turn back into the house, also turned at the sound. Her eyes flickered as she stared at the people aboard the flying shuttle. Shen You awkwardly cupped his hands toward her in apology, then lightly tugged Yue Qianchou and said in a low voice, "Whatever you have to say, wait until we leave. Do not make a loud clamor here and disturb the dead in their rest. Granny Yan will not be pleased."
Yue Qianchou raised a hand and brushed away the hand tugging at him. His puzzled gaze kept moving back and forth between the two burial mounds, which resembled the eyes of some monstrous